The recap~

Christmas Eve~

Lobster, steak, antipasto, bacon wrapped asparagus and Claudia's potatoes au gratin. (awesome!)

 The kids made a mess of the living room. 

 I had a trio hug with Lindsay and my MIL

 Cocoa waited for a long time….but did not receive any steak. She did get a lot of hugs though. 

Christmas Day~
Lolo got a shark hoodie, which really looks more like cookie monster. 

Ozzie did not get a hoodie;  he doesn't even know what a hoodie is. He'd love some steak though. 

 Linds got a longboard. (college transportation)

 The girls got weird/cute/weird/cute fuzzy sweaters.
Seriously, they are so weird they are cute. 

 Cocoa does not approve of the long board. 

 Cocoa REALLY does not approve of the longboard. 

All in all…our Christmas was more than we could have asked for. 

We are a lucky group of people. 

After all this goodness…we then celebrated Lindsay's 18th bday. 

*sigh*

It's a tough job living the dream….but I'm up for it!

XOXOXO

And then she had the nerve to turn 18.

Did you have a fantastic Christmas? 

I can't really hear you, but I'm hoping you answered YES!

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Anyhoo's today I'm here to talk about someone growing up.

This little button {Lindsay} turns 18 today.

She has been looking forward to this day for so long. 

Actually, she's been looking forward to it for 18 years.

Why? 

What is so great about turning 18?

Linds: You can buy LOTTERY TICKETS!!!!

Honestly, we don't usually buy lottery tickets….she must get the gambling habit from my Mother….who knew the gambling gene skipped a generation?

Also? She can now work more than FOUR hours without taking a mandated break. 
The rules of hostessing go out the window when you are 18!

One thing people always say about Linds is: 
She is so pretty...so bubbly…..so cute…and funny!

And she is.

But she also has a another side.

I've tried to not share this with the public, but our little Lindsay has a much darker, much scarier side.

She might even lead a gang...

 And that type of gang would be a comedic, shopping, dancing, hostessing gang. 

Hide your credit cards…she's a good shopper…and please, please don't ask her if your group is the next to be seated. SHE will seat you when SHE is ready to SEAT YOU!
{LOL}

How can one so pretty make such faces?

She keeps me laughing all the time….and that is just fabulous!
No one ever died from laughing.

or did they…...

I know, I know. She is something special.
That specialness is SO darn deep, I can hardly stand it. 

Happy 18 to our Lindsburger!

Do you remember your 18th birthday? 

Do you like to make funny faces for the camera as well….or is that only for 18 year olds?

Christmas Card Cussing and That Thing involving Glitter.

Christmas Cards and Cussing: 

Do you love getting Christmas cards? How about the newsletter'? 

 This year, I was lucky to just get my cards made. I took the girls photo one night, uploaded it to shutterfly and ordered them within 10 minutes. But as I as making the cards, I was having issues with the site, and I have to confess…..

I cussed OUT LOUD while placing my Christmas card order.

If you want to stop reading now…I won't blame you. 

*snicker snicker*

I didn't even realize I cussed OUT LOUD until Lindsay did that ExORcIST thing with her head spinning to look at who was sitting next to her cussing.

It might have been the word that starts with an F and doesn't end with T. 

Oh well, she is almost 18, she might as well learn the truth: 

Her Mother IS a HEATHEN!

I'm going to hell in a longaberger hand basket. 

I finally received our cards in the mail last week from Shutterfly; I've been working mailing them daily. Sadly for me, our PC died this year that held most of my addresses….so I can really only send OUT a card after I GET a card. 

This is not a great system for me.
Seriously, I'm the girl that had an excel spreadsheet for my Christmas card list. 

Yes, I have issues. 

That thing involving glitter:

I was cleaning up the craft room the other night….boy, it looked like Martha Stewart and her cohorts had been here and they were ALL ON CRACK!

I grabbed a few vials of glitter that *someone* left out.
Do you know of my  disdain for glitter and anything that contains glitter?

I honestly can't believe it is still on the premises. 

Anyhoo's….as I was lifting up the containers of glitter over my head to set on a shelf…..the sh*t hit the fan.

Actually the glitter hit my face, hair, chest and EYEBALLS!
Red glitter everywhere; it looked like a sparkly massacre!

I'm lucky to be alive.

It will be 2015 before my hair is glitter-free. 

Ok, so my cussing is getting out of hand...surely I'm on the naughty list now.
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Our family celebrates big on Christmas Eve….a nice big dinner with most all of Coach's people.
They are actually my people too, but we don't' share DNA….only the insanity.

Wishing you and yours the very best with minimal cussing!

Merry Christmas!!!!!!

The Cameron Shirt Squabble~

I asked if you knew why we called the Coach's shirt his "Cameron Shirt" 

Some of you knew.…some didn't. 

I was kinda disappointed in a few of you. Really, you should be watching MORE TV. 

What are you doing? Exercising? Reading to your kids? Volunteering for the needy?

Here is the Coach's Bro and GF, Suz and Da' Coach wearing his Cameron shirt. 

(From now on, I'll have ALL my photos taken in between my BIL and Coach…I'm a PEANUT!

See the shirt here too?

Are you getting the picture yet?

THIS Cameron!!! He is on the funniest show EVER!

So yeah, Cameron's character is gay…..so of course he has great taste!

Which means the Coach has great taste….I mean, we already knew that when he chose his wife!

HA! Thanks for playing along! 

XOXO